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[Apple Cider.]

Rylie • 17 • Dating: Imily • Keep your head held high and don't forget who you truly are

i begin to help people and help teach some people a few notes on different types of guitars. i here the door opening with a lot of force. i quickly lift my head to see who was coming into the store. it's the same guy from two days ago. why is he hear? why is he walking over to imily? wait, why is he yelling at her?! i hear his giant hand smack her face. i put the guitar back on it's stand and shove him away." get off of her!" i yell at him. he smacks her again and i shove him again." get out of here! don't you EVER touch her again! i don't care who you are, you don't treat her like sh*t!" i didn't know what i was getting myself into, but i couldn't let him get away again with this abuse he was putting on imily.

[Griever.]

Imily:

I jumped up "Rylie stay out of it." I said. My step father turned and punched Rylie "Not mess with me kid." and he walked out the door. "RYLIE!!!!!!" I yelled step towards him tears falling down my face.

[Apple Cider.]

((Alrighty, anywhere mine can jump in? x33))

.|. if you'd like, you can always talk to Reagan! right now, she's just bored at the park. .|.

Reagan .|. 17 .|. Single .|. Stand for what you believe in, even if you have to stand alone


i walk along the sidewalk that lead to the park. the sun shown brightly into my eyes. i quickly pull my shades off of my head and lay them over my eyes. there, that's better. i press a smile upon my lips as my shoes sunk into the freshly cut grass of the park. i take in a breath of air and let it out. today was going to be good and i could feel it. i quietly walk over to a bench and sit down. i took out a small sketchbook and pencil from my purse and cross my legs. i take a look around my surroundings. i should try to draw people today, yesterday was all about landmarks and scenery.


Rylie • 17 • Dating: Imily • Keep your head held high and don't forget who you truly are

i feel the guys hard knuckles come into contact with my stomach. i wince at the pain at first, but get onto my feet. i grab his arm and turn his body to face me." why can't you just let her be herself?! why can't you just let her be unique for once?!" i shout at the man. i clench my fists and punch him in the jaw. I'm sure it did little damage, but i just can't let him get away. i don't know why, but i can't.

[Melliora]

((ok^^))

Grace Walks up and down the street boredly.

Richard walks Tough and Pepper around the park.

[Apple Cider.]

Reagan .|. 17 .|. Single .|. Stand for what you believe in, even if you have to stand alone

i look around at any people that would look fun or interesting to sketch. i see a rather large man bending over, possibly picking up loose change that must've fallen out of someones pocket. i giggle as his pants seem to go down with him, revealing part of his bottom. i sketch the man bending over. it kind of resembled the man, but not close enough. i then turn my head slightly to the left and see a cute guy. ( Richard (X ) i smile and place my shades back on my head. i look closely at his outfit and the way his body was shaped; slender with a few muscles there and there. his hair looked like it could be a light shade of brown. i begin to sketch him in a pose that i decided would fit him best; him sitting down, with one knee into the air, one arm resting on his knee and his head facing to the right.

[Melliora]

Richard slumps down to the grass and unleashes the dogs, then takes a tennis ball from his pocket chucking it down the field.

[Apple Cider.]

Reagan .|. 17 .|. Single .|. Stand for what you believe in, even if you have to stand alone


i see him throwing some kind of ball down the field for two dogs. those dogs look so cute! i smile and catch my self looking at the guy for a long period of time. wow, that's embarrassing. i slightly blush and close my sketch book. i put my book and pencil back into my purse and get up. i decided a little walk could do me some good. i take a small walk down into the field, where most people wouldn't be. i didn't feel like hearing screams from kids and seeing large peoples bumps, ha ha. i walk around for a little bit until i feel a ball hit my calf. i wonder if this ball was that mans? i give a small shrug and pick up the ball and toss it over by the man. it accidentally hits him on the head and i almost laugh. i keep it inside and walk over to him, to apologize. " I'm so sorry. i didn't mean to hit you on the head." i let out a small giggle.

[Melliora]

Richard laughs holding the ball and rubbing his head, "It's cool." he insists and tosses it for the dogs again. "I'm Richard." he introduces.

[Apple Cider.]

Reagan .|. 17 .|. Single .|. Stand for what you believe in, even if you have to stand alone

i smile and hold out my hand." I'm Reagan. and your dogs are really cute!"

[Melliora]

Richard smiles lightly, "Thanks, their a handfull." he jokes.